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claws refused to retract, his body ready to protect her from any threats. Taking care not to break her fragile skin with his deadly claws, he eased her unconscious body out of the car and into his arms.
    “Emily.” He crushed her against his body, marvelling at how perfectly she fit against him.
    His fingers trembled as he eased her thick hair away from her face. It had been so long since he’d seen her beautiful face but he’d never forget it. He pulled her hair back and froze. While the face tucked against his chest was beautiful it wasn’t Emily. The moon came out from behind a cloud, the bright rays revealing the waitress’ red hair in all its luscious glory.
    Ours, his wolf sight in pleasured contentment.
    This is not our mate. A quick glance at her nametag confirmed it. Her name is Kassandra not Emily. She isn't our mate. His heart broke all over again as he said the words.
    You can smell her as well as I can. This is our mate.
    Listening to the wolf try and plead his case, Wyatt sighed. “They were right. I am insane.” He glanced down at Kassandra feeling a curious sensation in his chest the longer he looked at her.
    Snarling, he pushed the strange emotion to the back of his mind. “My mate’s name is Emily. There’s only one explanation for her smelling like my mate. She knows where I can find her. Kassandra must have seen her recently. She can lead me to her.”
    There isn’t another one, his wolf snapped. This is our mate. If you hurt her…
    As long as she tells me where I can find Emily I won’t lay a finger on her. If she doesn’t tell me what I need to know then God help her…because I certainly won’t.
    Ignoring the wolf’s vocal protests Wyatt bundled Kassandra into the car and drove off. It had been more than fifty years since he’d found a clue about his mate; he wasn’t about to let it slip through his fingers now. He was crazy, he’d accepted that fact long before today but if it meant seeing his mate again he’d happily give up any chance he might have to regain his sanity. For her own well being Wyatt hoped that Kassandra just told him what he wanted to know, otherwise things would go from bad to worse for the pretty waitress. It was never a good idea to come between a wolf and it’s prey and Wyatt would happily give her a hands on demonstration as to why.

Chapter Two
     
    Kass knew the moment she opened her eyes that she wasn’t at home. As the events of the previous night rushed to the front of her mind, it was a struggle to stop her heart from racing again. The opulent golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling told her that she was most certainly not in a hospital and as she couldn’t remember anything after the second gun shot it was obvious that she hadn’t brought herself here. That left her only one other option. Suddenly she wished she was back with the gunmen.
    Keeping as still as possible, she glanced around the room cautiously trying not to alert whoever had brought her here that she was awake. As she took in the furniture of the room and the non-existent restraints she breathed a sigh of relief and sat up. Her head fell into her waiting hands and a relieved smile came to her soft lips.
    “One. I’m alive. Two. I’m not tied down and three I wasn’t shot. It could be a lot worse.” She chuckled softly to herself. “Hell, it has been a lot worse.” Being inside a luxurious bedroom was definitely a step up from being tied down to a medical gurney. She’d take her current surroundings over her previous ones any day. She was sure of it, until her eyes locked with a pair of glowing golden orbs coming from a dark corner of the room. As the eyes moved closer she scooted back on the bed until her back hit the headboard with a soft thud.
    “Stay away from me,” she said softly, holding her hands out to defend herself from any attack.
    The eyes kept coming closer until they were in the light and she could see the face attached to the strange orbs that looked like